An Old Me.

clinical depression, an interracial engagement, feminism, general weirdness, and staying fabulous, or at the very least, functional, in this world. part manifesto / commentary, part social coping project to generate inspiration and positivity!

Oct 4, 2009

my Bday is soon.

some advice from a friend to follow on that special day:
"Sunday 11th October:
Hang a canopy over your bed & have dedicated You time beneath it every Sunday. Tea, biscuits & a good book should be part of the regime!"

wish that i could do this now, but NO!.. somebody has to be a student and wake up before noon and shower and be a contributing member of society tomorrow! i want to kill kittens and slap my puppy in the mouth and throw my Nuvaring at the mailwoman and eat myself into a coma and sleep for twelve hours in my pajamas with the feet in them. i HATE my Lady Days and today, i hate YOU unless you leave me an inspiring comment or some chocolate. sorry, sorry. : ( someone come and take care of me today!
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edit: i really don't hate anyone. i just hate this rainy weather and how some parts of the month make me feel.

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3 Comments:

Blogger D. said...

"As Harold took a bite of Bavarian sugar cookie, he finally felt as if everything was going to be ok. Sometimes, when we lose ourselves in fear and despair, in routine and constancy, in hopelessness and tragedy, we can thank God for Bavarian sugar cookies. And, fortunately, when there aren't any cookies, we can still find reassurance in a familiar hand on our skin, or a kind and loving gesture, or subtle encouragement, or a loving embrace, or an offer of comfort, not to mention hospital gurneys and nose plugs, an uneaten Danish, soft-spoken secrets, and Fender Stratocasters, and maybe the occasional piece of fiction. And we must remember that all these things, the nuances, the anomalies, the subtleties, which we assume only accessorize our days, are effective for a much larger and nobler cause. They are here to save our lives. I know the idea seems strange, but I also know that it just so happens to be true. And, so it was, a wristwatch saved Harold Crick."

[Stranger Than Fiction - you have to see that movie :)]

October 5, 2009 at 5:59 AM  
Blogger Kaitlin said...

My period started yesterday too, as did my best friend's... Seems it was a day for hormonal outbreaks. Hope today was better!

October 5, 2009 at 3:13 PM  
Blogger Rose Valentine said...

Awww lol!

October 10, 2009 at 3:44 PM  

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